If PBS’ “This Old House” featured these
young construction babes, the carpenter’s union would
gladly trade a dado for a dildo. This time around director
Bruce Seven gives up (not to forget himself, of course) the
unsurpassed blue collar wet dream: eight butt-wiggling
hardhat toughies who set about to rip each other, quite
literally, brand new sets of assholes.

For what you get on the screen energy-wise, this is more
than enough. But some artiste feels compelled to come up with
a story. So, tying all this ferocity and Tianna’s
tobacco juice language together is a device out of the stupid
plot-tricks play book. It seems the girls stumble across the
shackled, mummified remains of what some equally weird
manuscript describes is somebody’s former sex slave. My
educated guess is it’s one of Ed Powers’ old
Dirty Debutantes. On that point, any and all ventures
of opinion will be entertained, but needless to say, the
presence of this grotesque mojo lends a sexual aura to the
work site that compels some of the filthiest all-girl sex
your hobnail boots will ever stumble across.

Can Sunny McKay whose sweet face looks like it should be
selling baby food get nasty? Does a bear leave brown leaves
in the woods? Does Sabrina Dawn do things that would
embarrass even her mother, Delilah? Does Tianna act like
she’s pissed off because Jim Holliday’s
AVN column last month said she looked like Cloris
Leachman? Every girl in the cast has her ultimate sexual game
face on for this one. But the clear winner in this
point-of-no-return girlorgasmathon has to be the
Champagne/Celia Young/Nikki Wilde stint. Got to be seen.

This feature ranks up there as a Bruce Seven-dirty-old-man
classic. One of the year’s best all-girl romps.